I booked myself into a French-owned hotel in Macau and decided when I did so that I would be breakfasting out to try to eat like the locals.
This proved to be an excellent move. My first breakfast was at this well-known establishment in the tourist neighborhood of the Senado Square but it was no tourist trap. Oh yes, it was the real deal.
My prawn wonton soup noodle
Thinner than angel hair pasta.
And as I came out from the restaurant it started to literally pour.
A blog by Ayako Mathies 
haha i notice you always book yourself into french hotels. do you speak french by the way? just curious! xDD
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No, I do not though I have been going to France every year for the past 20 something years… ^^
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